However, from this it can also be seen that what products are sold in the mall module depends on what Henry Grant can draw or sign in for.

After exhausting all the luck points on his body, Henry Grant left the Taichu Grand Hall—it was time to get down to business.

"Xiao Yingzi, prepare the carriage for the Heavenly Prison!"

Henry Grant said.

The Taichu Sect's Heavenly Prison is specifically used to detain some captives, or disciples and elders who have committed offenses.

With the sect master personally arriving, naturally everyone in the Heavenly Prison came out to greet him.

"Subordinates greet the sect master—may the sect master be blessed!"

At the entrance of the Heavenly Prison, aside from the disciples on duty, everyone else inside knelt down in unison.

"All of you, get up and return to your posts!" Henry Grant waved his hand, and the Heavenly Prison guards quickly dispersed, leaving only a middle-aged man in an earth-yellow robe.

The warden of the Heavenly Prison, Ryan Clark.

As the holder of this important position, the warden has always been a direct subordinate of the sect master throughout the generations.

Ryan Clark was originally a trusted confidant of Henry Grant's master, the former sect master, and with Henry Grant's rise to power, he naturally aligned himself with Henry Grant.

This highlights the advantage of being the sect master—after all, he rightfully holds supreme authority, and there’s no need for special efforts to win people over, as everyone in the sect is duty-bound to be loyal to the sect master.

In Henry Grant's perception, Ryan Clark's strength is also extremely formidable—he is definitely at the solid ninth level of the Transcendence Realm, only a hair’s breadth away from the peak Transcendence Realm sword fanatic Shi Yi whom Henry Grant previously defeated.

Even so, he is already one of the top experts in the entire Taichu Sect. There are only a handful of people at the peak of the Transcendence Realm, even in a leading righteous sect like Taichu.

And a place like the Heavenly Prison, which holds countless vicious criminals, naturally requires a warden of great strength; otherwise, a single slip could lead to disaster.

"Warden Clark, where is that Nine-Lives Cat Demon King?" Henry Grant asked.

That Nine-Lives Cat Demon King was the real reason he had come to the Heavenly Prison this time.

"The Nine-Lives Cat Demon King is currently in the eighteenth underground level of the Heavenly Prison. According to the sect master’s orders, no one is allowed to approach or visit!" Ryan Clark replied, putting special emphasis on "no one."

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Although the order was not given by Henry Grant himself, but by his predecessor, it was clear that Ryan Clark understood the predecessor’s intentions very well.

No one!

"Well done. Has anyone tried to visit the Nine-Lives Cat Demon King these past few days?" Henry Grant said calmly.

"A few people have, all from that side, but I turned them all away!" Ryan Clark paused, then spoke cautiously.

Henry Grant knew that "that side" referred to the faction of the vice sect master.

"Take me to see the Nine-Lives Cat Demon King. I want to know who gave him the information that allowed him to ambush and kill two generations of our Taichu Sect masters in a row!" Henry Grant's tone was calm, but beneath that calmness was a boiling killing intent.

Simply put, Henry Grant was here to root out the traitor!

How can one allow others to snore beside one’s own bed?

As long as this traitor hiding among the people is not found, I will have no peace day or night.

Henry Grant followed Ryan Clark all the way down to the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Prison. The lower the level, the more vicious the prisoners held there.

A peerless demon king like the Nine-Lives Cat Demon King, whose fearsome reputation is known throughout the world, naturally deserves the treatment of the eighteenth level.

In the entire eighteenth level, aside from the Nine-Lives Cat Demon King, there was no one else. After all, just dealing with someone of this caliber is difficult enough, let alone capturing them.

Very soon, the Nine-Lives Cat Demon King came into Henry Grant's view—a demon beast as large as a small mountain, a pitch-black cat demon, but unlike ordinary cat demons, he had nine tails behind him.

The powerful aura faintly emanating from his body alone was enough to keep ordinary people from approaching.

At this moment, the Nine-Lives Cat Demon King was shackled with massive iron chains, some even piercing through his shoulder blades, rendering him completely powerless.

From time to time, a strange radiance could be seen flickering on his body—this was the seal placed on him by the predecessor. If the Nine-Lives Cat Demon King tried to use his demon power, the seal would rebound and suppress him even more.

"Meow!"

When the Nine-Lives Cat Demon King saw Henry Grant, he immediately let out a shrill cry. It sounded like a cat’s meow, but a hundred, a thousand times more mournful.

"Looks like you’re doing well—you still have the strength to cry out!" Henry Grant said coldly. He formed a hand seal, and the Nine-Lives Cat Demon King let out a miserable scream, then collapsed weakly to the ground.

This was a contingency left in the seal by Henry Grant's predecessor. As long as he wished, he could kill the Nine-Lives Cat Demon King at any time.

"Human, you won’t be arrogant for long. The Demon Lord will show you what it means to wish for life but be unable to die!"

The Nine-Lives Cat Demon King said weakly.